Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Bulgaria and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Grey Daturas to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Lalann,
Pantaleimon,
Deepchord,
Toni Rubio,
Quando Quango,
The Neon Judgement,
Japan,
These Immortal Souls,
ABBA,
Stockholm Monsters,
JFA,
The Wake,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Five Americans,
Accadde A,
the Germs,
The New Christs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ornette Coleman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Spoonie Gee,
Susan Cadogan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joy Division,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Misunderstood,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marmalade,
Al Stewart,
Jerry Gold Smith,
A Certain Ratio,
Tom Boy,
The Walker Brothers,
D'Angelo,
Lyres,
Peter & Gordon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Warren Ellis,
Main Source,
Q and Not U,
Davy DMX,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rhythm & Sound,
Charles Mingus,
Tubeway Army,
Skarface,
Metal Thangz,
Franke,
X-102,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Warsaw,
The Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Alarm Clocks,
David Axelrod,
The Monochrome Set,
Prince Buster,
Michelle Simonal,
The Busters,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.